The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-12-02

| WnaJ COufu MT. GeIu 40! ne gave
one long, despairing glance at his tall,
fine figure in the glass and thought Of
the charming Bertha, whom he, as
best man, was to escort to the altar.
Alas, he had contemplate this pleas
ure for weeks, and now he vas to be
undressed, like a naughty boy, in the
middle OF the day! He was angry
with himself that he had strutted be-
fore the glass and called the judges
attention to his dress suit, but some
one had to suffer, evidently, and 20
Charley resigned his new clothes to
his enraptured friend.
1t took Judge Winkler but g. mo-
ment to slip into the dress suit, and
| soon he had arrived at the church, es-
| corted by the faithful Charley, who
! had donned the perforated morning
coat md the despised trousers.
Winkler was the happiSst OF men,
and Charley one Of the saddest, as he
walked up the aisle with tho lovely
Bertha on his arm, at whom he dared
not look, for fear she would break off
her engagement with him.
An hour later the newly married
pair were in the cars steaming away
to Greenwald, where they went to
pass their honeymoon. The Judge
had bribed the guard to give them g
separate carriage. He had thrown
off his overcoat and sat with his arm
around his wife, pressing her tight
against Charley Held's dress coat.
my dear husband did you not as
sure me that you smoked?'
the newly welded spouse demanded.
"You are certainly right, my little
darling" the judge replied, II nev
smoke"
"WeIl, what is that in your coat
| pocket?" the girl asked, smiling.
at is nothing but my note book"
the Judge answered.
"A note book, indeed" cried Mrs.
Winkler. 81 will bet anything it is a
cigar case"
About half a minute later the young
wife had thrust her nimble fingers in
her husbands pocket and had drawn
out a real, true cigar case, and such a
cigar case-alI embroidered and per-
fumed, and bearing on its back this
inscription: ITO my dearest"
Casting an angry and astonished
look at her husband, Mrs. Winkler
said:
"What made you deny the fact that
you smoked? Did you think | would
be displeased? But tell me-" she add
ed, in a changed voice, "whO en-
broidered this case for your"
"Now / am in a prediCament, the
Judge thought to himself, and laugh.
| ed nervous'y, at which his wife SEEM
| "a - nn.,-l liz, 18th i,oraoc aI die
pleasure.
"This cigar case belongs to a friend
OF mine," he stammered.
"This is q pretty tale" cried Mrs.
Winkler, and she drew out OF the side
of the cigar case a perfumed, pink
hued note, folded in a lovers knot.
The cars stopped for awhile, and
Judge Winkler left the train that he
| might procure some fruit for his bride.
While the Judge was absent his wife
| utilized his absence in pursuing the
note, which ended with "Your always
loving Bertha"
This capped the climax. Here she
was on her wedding tour, just begin
ming life with a man who could deceive
her shamefulIy. She was almost wild
with anger and pain. When Judge
Winker returned with the lunch his
wife would not SPEAK to him. She
had taken another seat, and even re-
fused TO look at him, AS the train
approached q second stopping-place
Judge WihkieF, almost beside himself, /
exclaimed:
"Aurelia, you must listen-you
must answer me! Speak and let me
hear how / have had the misfortune
to offend my souls idol?"
Aurelia seated herself opposite her
husband. She looked him straight
in the eyes and said:
81 intend to leave you at the next
station"
Great heaven! you surely do not
mean what you say. Tell me. / inn
plore you, what has happened and
how / have offended you!" Judge
Winkler cried, now thoroughly as
tonished.
~ shall leave you and return to my
parents in Berlin" the young wife
said. bursting into tears.
"What for? What have / done?"
asked the bewildered Judge.
AOd 6AN % ny HoNAt SDS q UhoeANOAf =
iend. You have broken your poor
wife's heart and made o miserable
woman out OF a trusting BRIDE" the
girl cried, weeping bitterly.
s.My dear girl. calm vourself-tel
me what Is the matter. Only speak,
/ beg OF von, said the Judge, trying
to calm AurelIa's excitement.
dearest lover" he began.
clam not your dearest love-" cried
Aurelia. "It Is your always loving
Bertha who is your dearest love- you
vile wretch
sBut / have no always loving
Bertha, I" echoed the Judge. You
must be crazy. Aurelia."
II wislAsto heaven / WAS crazy; then
/ would be deaf TO your villainy,D
cried Aufelia. Here, take your love
letter and lat me GO she cried, hand
ing him the rose cciored note. The
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